Such a god, even if it is just a drop of blood that descends, has unimaginable power.

Swish!

At this moment, a drop of crystal clear, pearl-like bright red divine blood fell from the void and fell in front of Song Xing, making a gurgling sound.

An unfathomable, creepy aura spreads out.

This divine blood is the blood of the legendary gods.

Song Xing's divine soul shook violently and was extremely greedy.

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the blood of the gods, but at this moment, an incomparably cold aura suddenly gushed out, turned into a big black hand, and grabbed it towards Song Xing.

At the same time, the void fluctuated for a moment, and then, a pitch-black eye opened.

Those dark eyes exuded an endless breath of death, an eerie aura, rushing towards Song Xing like a tide, making Song Xing feel like he had fallen into purgatory.

Song Xing sensed a strong will to die, and this eyeball seemed to represent the will to die.

"What is this?"

Song Xing was shocked.

His palm reached out and grabbed the eyeball in an attempt to destroy it.

However, above the pitch-black eyeballs, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed, and circles of gray-brown ripples rippled out, spreading like water waves.

Song Xing suddenly felt that a strong force spread rapidly towards his body along his arm, as if he wanted to destroy his vitality.

"Damn it!"

He snorted, his face a look of pain.

"What's going on?"

He hurriedly urged his soul to resist the erosion of this trace of dead qi, but found that it was to no avail.

This dead qi was getting stronger and stronger, and it had penetrated into his five internal organs.

The next moment, Song Xing opened his mouth and spat out blood.

On the pitch-black eyeball, a little scarlet light, like an arc jumping, shone on his pupils.

The power of this pitch-black eyeball was completely beyond his expectations.

"This is not a god, this is the Eye of Darkness, and here is the remnant of the spirit of a King of Darkness. This guy has long since fallen, but he has left an eyeball behind, waiting here to devour the souls of other gods......"

Just when Song Xing was hit hard, a voice sounded in his ears, as if he had traveled through a long time and came to his sea of knowledge.

"The Lord of Darkness?"

When Song Xing heard these words, his heart trembled slightly, and his face was solemn.

Although he didn't know who the King of Darkness was, since he was called the king, it must be extremely terrifying.

Click! Click!

There was a strange grinding sound, and the power of the dark eyeball became stronger and stronger.

"This King of Darkness is the Ancient Demon King, who has cultivated into an obscure body, and once it is completely recovered, it is enough to overturn the rivers and seas and destroy the stars. This is a demon king, crisscrossing the eight wildernesses, invincible in the world, and finally killed! However, the soul of this guy is too powerful, and even if it falls, it will still wander away in the Lock Demon Tower. ”

This mysterious voice condensed a ball of light that had gathered into spiritual thoughts in Song Xing's mind.

It kept changing, manifesting a picture, which was the scene of the Lock Demon Tower, dense, full of mysterious runes, full of mysterious power.

In the center of the mysterious rune, a hundred-foot-tall giant stood, overlooking the four fields.

The giant's eyes were filled with an aura of evil and violence, which made Song Xing take a look, and suddenly had a terrifying illusion, and a monstrous sense of danger rose in his heart.

It's hard to describe in words.

Before this giant was completely suppressed, it seemed to sense that someone was watching, and suddenly raised his hand to slap, and the entire space on the ninth floor of the Lock Demon Tower shook violently.

Under his palm, the void collapsed, shattered, chaos pervaded, everything was annihilated, and only a huge palm as white as jade remained, breaking through the void and grabbing Song Xing to explode Song Xing.

This is the real heaven and earth cracking, the sun and the moon are eclipsed, and the universe is overturned, as if the sky has fallen.

At the moment when that huge palm fell, a sword suddenly flew out from Song Xing's eyebrows, rising in the wind, turning into a thousand zhang long.

The sword qi rushed into the sky, slashing at the huge palm, and in an instant, the huge palm exploded and disappeared, unable to stop it in the slightest.

Then, with a flash of the huge sword, it stabbed into the void and disappeared.

It is the Immortal Sword Spirit!

That huge palm was condensed from the remnants of the Divine Soul Power of the King of Darkness, and it was slashed by the Immortal Sword in one fell swoop, completely disappearing.

Song Xing breathed a sigh of relief, sweating on his forehead, it was too dangerous just now, if he made a slight mistake, he would die and sink forever, never waking up again.

The huge pitch-black eyeballs resurfaced, staring at Song Xing, making a hoarse and low voice, like a ghost crying.

Bang!

In that eyeball, wisps of death light erupted one after another, intertwined and entangled, enveloping Song Xing, wanting to completely drown him.

Song Xing roared angrily, urging the Divine Soul Fire to burn and burn these death rays, but with little effect.

These rays of death are indestructible, and any fire of the divine soul touching these rays of death is like encountering a nemesis, and it will be extinguished in an instant.

"This Divine Soul of the King of Darkness is so powerful?"

Song Xing was shocked in his heart.

Then that mysterious voice appeared again, the original figure of the King of Darkness was a great demon king in the primeval period, known as the "Emperor of Darkness".

The body of obscurity is the most powerful physique of the Emperor of Darkness.

It is said that he was born in the dark abyss, absorbed the aura of obscurity, and gradually gave birth to his sanity, and later incarnated as the Emperor of Darkness, commanding hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers.

The obscure art he cultivates is even more ancient and modern, and his reputation is great, even if it is many gods, they respect him like a god.

"Boy, you want to take the blood of the gods, it's a fool's dream, you can't bear it at all. You human race are only suitable for cultivating ordinary exercises, and the blood of the gods contains infinite divinity, which is not at all something that humans can refine. Stop now, or you will surely die. ”

The mysterious voice continued.

"Humph!"

Song Xing snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to it, but urged the magic weapon to play out the yin and yang qi of the two instruments.

The two qi of yin and yang swept out, dispersing all the surrounding corpse qi, and at the same time isolating the aura of death released from the mysterious eyeball, allowing him to temporarily get out of danger.

However, the mysterious eyeball was still firmly locked on him.

Suddenly, Song Xing turned around violently, stepped out, and quickly retreated thousands of meters in his body, dodging the attack of the pitch-black eyeballs.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a cyan shot shot out, piercing the void and shooting towards the pitch-black eyeball.

The pitch-black eyes shook slightly, and suddenly burst out with endless dark light, these lights were actually tiny insects.

Each bug is an eyeball, hideous, with a rotting fishy smell.

This is an obscure worm, containing an obscure breath, specializing in eating the souls of humans.

When these obscure insects flew out, they were like a swarm of locusts, overwhelming the world, and frantically slaughtered Song Xing.

(End of chapter)